Five of my poems just went up at Wilderness House Literary Review. It’s dark jaded stuff. I love this journal. If I were Dorian Gray, this journal would be the portrait I keep hidden.
The first poem, “Closet” is about suicide and is very close to my personal life:
Closet et. al.
I can turn my neck all the way around, because I’m an owl.
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